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Just back from Dallas, hanging out with my parents, siblings and my cute little two-year-old nephew (piccy later). Not the most restful vacation, but good fun.

And for those of you who don't already know: I'M GOING TO BE A DAD!

Yep, you read rightly, I get to raise a little hellion of my own. Right now, we're alternating between terror at the thought of the whole thing and sheer joy and excitement. It was pretty exciting news to take with us down to Dallas and share in person, rather than over the phone.

We only got the news on the Friday before we flew out, so K hasn't had an official doctor's visit, so we don't know how far along it is, but my best guess will be that we gain a member in late October or early November. (Privately, I hope for Hallowe'en).

We've already decided we're not going to know beforehand what we're getting; we'll just find out the same way everybody always used to.

We'll need all the luck and well-wishes we can possibly get. More baby news as we get it.

Right. So. Back when I was younger (so much younger than today), the days when I ran round Dallas in an '84 Cutlass (ah, the car of so many dreams), one of the great, as yet undiscovered local bands was Tripping Daisy. At one point I owned a copy of one of their early disks, Bill. Unfortunately, my copy of said album has gone the way of the dodo. I've managed to find multiple copies of their later albums I Am An Elastic Firecracker and Jesus Hits Like the Atom Bomb (which earns an AllTime Grammy nomination for Best Album Title) in record stores around town but I can NOT find Bill.

So, I'm surfing the intarwubs and I hit Amazon up to see if I can find myself a replacement copy. Sure enough, used copies are all over the place. One of the online merchants hosted through Amazon is gohastings.com "Hastings? Hastings? As in Hastings Books, Records and Tapes?" Their Amazon corporate storefront doesn't give me much information but a customer service line. One Google search later, and hells yes, its Hastings Books, Records and Tapes.